Poetry

A Catalpa Tree On West Twelfth Street

Here again - for the summer solstice - are those Wittenham Clumps. By the early 1940s Nash’s was in declining…

8 years ago

Home

Home no one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark you only run for the border when…

8 years ago

Under One Small Star

Forget the mother of all bombs and the father of all mankind - here is the ultimate parent of all…

8 years ago

To look at any thing

"My boy you should go in for nature." Sir William Richmond's advice to Paul Nash on reviewing some of his…

8 years ago

The Poltroon

Poltroon - the very word is like a ... what? a.) A North American mammal of the raccoon family known…

8 years ago

The Lake Isle of Innisfree

Did you have a special place as a child? Perhaps somewhere secret and magical? A corner of a city park,…

8 years ago

The Dancers

The Dancers All day beneath the hurtling shells Before my burning eyes Hover the dainty demoiselles -- The peacock dragon-flies.…

8 years ago

An Answer to Frances Cornford

Do you have any favorite poems about trains and train journeys? I was compiling such a list - the way…

8 years ago

How to Read a Poem: Beginner’s Manual

How to Read a Poem: Beginner’s Manual First, forget everything you have learned, that poetry is difficult, that it cannot…

8 years ago

Poem [Lana Turner has collapsed!]

There's a story behind every poem. There's always a story. And the story behind this one is that the poet…

8 years ago